I HAVE been honour'd and obey'd, I have met scorn and slight; And my heart loves earth's sober shade, More than her laughing light. For what is rule but a sad weight Of duty and a snare? What meanness, but with happier fate The Saviour's Cross to share? This my hid choice, if not from heaven, Moves on the heavenward line; Cleanse it, good Lord, from earthly leaven, And make it simply Thine. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...WRITTEN IN EMERSON'S ESSAYS by MATTHEW ARNOLD TWILIGHT AT SEA by AMELIA B. WELBY THE COLD WAVE OF 32 B.C. by FRANKLIN PIERCE ADAMS PHILOCTETES: PHILOCTETES CALLS FOR DEATH by AESCHYLUS PEARLS OF THE FAITH: 31. AL-LATIF by EDWIN ARNOLD |